About half fitted well. So itwas pantyhose and high heels and trying on lots of dresses. I spent thewhole weekend in dresses and learning to walk and ...it properly. Makeupwas much heavier with Smokey eye and base etc. . She had a lot ofevening prom dresses which were lovely to wear. I asked her way she didnot wear dresses anymore as her figure was still good. I said I will goout with her as a girl if she dressed up as well. Deal doneAfter school I would dress up and eventually walked well in. She gently pushed me onto my back and moved to straddle my body. Holly was fully concentrating on slowly riding my dick. I could swear I could feel her pussy contracting around my cock as she rode me. She was making mewing sounds that made me even more excited. Not sure how much longer I could last, I pushed up hard two or three times and she started to rise up and down increasingly fast with her pussy, grasping at my cock as she did. I knew I was about to explode. She was bouncing up and down. ‘Well, (hic) at least let me pay for the (hic) dry-cleaning.’ ‘Oh no. There’s no need for that, they’re machine washable.’ ‘But this was a Bloody Mary! The tomato juice will stain. I feel so bad. Please let me make it up to you somehow.’ ‘It’s really no big deal,’ he exclaimed, pleasantly surprised at the turn of events. ‘I mean it. Please, there must be some way…wait…I got it! I’ll wash them for you. Come with me,’ she said as she grabbed his hand and jerked him toward the back exit. As they. As soon as Nicole was out of sight a voice behind him said, "Hello, Frank."The voice was deep and masculine. Frank felt the color drain from his face. Ed had shown up after all. Frank turned around and felt relieved, then confused. It wasn't Ed, it was the black guy from the bar. He was carrying two glasses of wine and he didn't look old enough to be drinking. "Yes?" I'm Ed." The black guy sat one glass of wine down before Frank and the next in Nicole's spot."But?" I'm terribly sorry, sir, but.